Verse
Windows down on Cedar Line Road
Dust behind us like a rodeo
Your hand out the window catching air
Radio static, don't even care
You said turn left where the silo leans
I didn't ask what that road means
But something in me already knew
Pre-Chorus
Every mile we make
Feels like something's breaking open
Is it the whiskey talkin'
Or the way you're not stopping
Chorus
Every backroad leads to you
Gravel, ditch weed, sky gone blue
Doesn't matter where I aim this truck
Every stop sign, every crossroad, every rusted-out truck bed too
I could drive till Tuesday, still come through
Straight to you
Verse
Porch light on at your mama's place
Moths and mosquitoes, your sundress lace
You handed me a mason jar of tea
Sat down close like it was meant to be
Cricket static, engine ticking cool
Nineteen and stupid, breaking every rule
But my heart don't care what's smart to do
Pre-Chorus
Every mile we make
Feels like something's breaking open
Is it the whiskey talkin'
Or the way you're not stopping
Chorus
Every backroad leads to you
Gravel, ditch weed, sky gone blue
Doesn't matter where I aim this truck
Every stop sign, every crossroad, every rusted-out truck bed too
I could drive till Tuesday, still come through
Straight to you
Bridge
Maybe it was never about the drive
Maybe I was just trying to stay alive
Out here where the map runs thin
You're the only compass I trust within
No GPS could ever spell it plain
It's just your name, again, again
Chorus
Every backroad leads to you
Gravel, ditch weed, sky gone blue
Doesn't matter where I aim this truck
Every stop sign, every crossroad, every rusted-out truck bed too
I could drive till Tuesday, still come through
Straight to you
Straight to you
